“And why is Heather wearing pink? Come on, people."Heather rolled her eyes and disappeared back inside the tent, reappearing a minute later with a dark gray T-shirt on."Better?" She cocked her head at tristan."Yes. You've just extended your life by at least an hour.”
―
Chelsea Fine,
Avow
“He is writing a book," said the King, following them out into the sunny, crisp gardens. "About the gardens here. We have two of his books already. Library, north side, O. What say you, Miss Azalea? Does he pass that list of your sisters'?"Azalea cocked her head. Was the king actually teasing her?"He'll have to shave," she said, deciding to take his lead."And what," said the King, stroking his own close-trimmed beard, "is wrong with whiskers?"Azalea laughed, surprised at the King's uncharacteristic funning.” ― Heather Dixon, Entwined
“My dad and I once had a fight because I refused to put ketchup on my hot dogs," I said."That's possibly the most American sentence I've ever heard.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“A wave of intense happiness washed over me, and I told myself to carry this moment as a talisman of a time in my life when I was both truly content and lucky enough to realize it.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“There are plenty of people who like you just as you are. You should remember that when you start feeling like you're being erased.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“Whatever this is… it doesn't happen twice in a lifetime. I'd rather work at this with you than settle for less with anyone else.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“I hung up the phone and tapped it lightly against my chin, then wrapped myself tighter in my giant woolen cardigan and poured another glass of boxed wine — the official drink of emotionally confused women on a budget.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“Well. You never have to be on with me. I promise," I said, kicking out my legs and lying down on the blanket. "You can do your crosswords and drink your heathen coffee and chill. You're not my sovereign.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“He has kind of a homicidal face. Or is that just syphilis making him insane? British monarchs do love their syphilis.""A prerequisite of the job," he agreed.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“I remember understanding what a brutal thing it is to be the bearer of truly bad news - to break off a piece of that misery and hand it to other people, one by one, and then have to comfort them; to put their grief on your shoulders on top of all your own; to be the calm one in the face of their shock and tears. And then learning that relative weight of grief is immaterial. Being smothered a little is no different than being smothered a lot. Either way, you can't breathe.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“How did you not know they broke up? You usually monitor his social media like he's al-Qaeda and you're the CIA.” ― Heather Cocks, Messy
“Bex, please use this against me for the rest of our lives as an example of how I am about as clever as a shed.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“I don’t know why it takes something monumentally destructive to remind you what you want to save.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“I felt a light whacking at my legs."Sturdy calves. She'll carry a child nicely," said Marta… "Sprog her up before I die, Nicky boy. I assume you know how.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“A lady named Maude let me in the back,' he said. 'She's a firecracker, that one. Told me she's knitting trivets as a wild change of pace from scarves. If you're keeping score, that means changing from a rectangle all the way to a square.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“How old are you?" I asked, my head cocked to the side."Nineteen."It was too much to resist. "And how long have you been nineteen?"He looked at me like I had a screw loose."Since I haven't been eighteen?""So you'be been on this planet for nineteen years?""That's usually what an age implies.” ― Heather Hildenbrand, Dirty Blood
“Slang is the suitcase of the damned, my dear. CHECK IT.” ― Heather Cocks
“No more apologies," he says. "I don't want you to think I'm holding something over you. I'm not. This isn't a favor. This is just love.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“You look amazing.""I look like a lunatic.""A gorgeous lunatic.""Don't bother me with your hormones. I'm reading.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“He is writing a book," said the King, following them out into the sunny, crisp gardens. "About the gardens here. We have two of his books already. Library, north side, O. What say you, Miss Azalea? Does he pass that list of your sisters'?"Azalea cocked her head. Was the king actually teasing her?"He'll have to shave," she said, deciding to take his lead."And what," said the King, stroking his own close-trimmed beard, "is wrong with whiskers?"Azalea laughed, surprised at the King's uncharacteristic funning.” ― Heather Dixon, Entwined
“My dad and I once had a fight because I refused to put ketchup on my hot dogs," I said."That's possibly the most American sentence I've ever heard.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“A wave of intense happiness washed over me, and I told myself to carry this moment as a talisman of a time in my life when I was both truly content and lucky enough to realize it.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“There are plenty of people who like you just as you are. You should remember that when you start feeling like you're being erased.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“Whatever this is… it doesn't happen twice in a lifetime. I'd rather work at this with you than settle for less with anyone else.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“I hung up the phone and tapped it lightly against my chin, then wrapped myself tighter in my giant woolen cardigan and poured another glass of boxed wine — the official drink of emotionally confused women on a budget.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“Well. You never have to be on with me. I promise," I said, kicking out my legs and lying down on the blanket. "You can do your crosswords and drink your heathen coffee and chill. You're not my sovereign.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“He has kind of a homicidal face. Or is that just syphilis making him insane? British monarchs do love their syphilis.""A prerequisite of the job," he agreed.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“I remember understanding what a brutal thing it is to be the bearer of truly bad news - to break off a piece of that misery and hand it to other people, one by one, and then have to comfort them; to put their grief on your shoulders on top of all your own; to be the calm one in the face of their shock and tears. And then learning that relative weight of grief is immaterial. Being smothered a little is no different than being smothered a lot. Either way, you can't breathe.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“How did you not know they broke up? You usually monitor his social media like he's al-Qaeda and you're the CIA.” ― Heather Cocks, Messy
“Bex, please use this against me for the rest of our lives as an example of how I am about as clever as a shed.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“I don’t know why it takes something monumentally destructive to remind you what you want to save.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“I felt a light whacking at my legs."Sturdy calves. She'll carry a child nicely," said Marta… "Sprog her up before I die, Nicky boy. I assume you know how.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“A lady named Maude let me in the back,' he said. 'She's a firecracker, that one. Told me she's knitting trivets as a wild change of pace from scarves. If you're keeping score, that means changing from a rectangle all the way to a square.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“How old are you?" I asked, my head cocked to the side."Nineteen."It was too much to resist. "And how long have you been nineteen?"He looked at me like I had a screw loose."Since I haven't been eighteen?""So you'be been on this planet for nineteen years?""That's usually what an age implies.” ― Heather Hildenbrand, Dirty Blood
“Slang is the suitcase of the damned, my dear. CHECK IT.” ― Heather Cocks
“No more apologies," he says. "I don't want you to think I'm holding something over you. I'm not. This isn't a favor. This is just love.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
“You look amazing.""I look like a lunatic.""A gorgeous lunatic.""Don't bother me with your hormones. I'm reading.” ― Heather Cocks, The Royal We
